Yang Che had always been thinking about the nursery at Wangxi Residence.
Therefore, without further ado, after bowing to Frost Moon Fairy, he directly took out the Ghoul-faced Fox corpse.
“Oh, I remember now. You seem to be the Immortal Seed I guided into the Sect, aren’t you?”
Frost Moon Fairy had a look of sudden realization, seemingly completely unconcerned about the Ghoul-faced Fox corpse Yang Che had taken out.
“That Fairy still remembers this matter, Junior is deeply honored.”
Yang Che bowed again, then quickly added, “Fairy, Junior has a request. Can the reward for this monster hunting mission be exchanged for Formation Flags with concealing and illusory effects?”
Upon hearing this, Frost Moon Fairy couldn’t help but show a hint of playfulness: “Formation Flags with illusory effects are worth more. If I make this exchange, I’ll be at a great loss.”
Yang Che couldn't help but awkwardly touch his nose, but still said sincerely, “To be honest, Fairy, Junior is in urgent need of this item, so if Fairy is willing, Junior is also willing to offer some Spirit Stones as compensation.”
Looking at Yang Che’s genuine and unpretentious sincerity, Frost Moon Fairy smiled and said, “Never mind, we are fated. Take these illusory Formation Flags.”
With a flick of her jade hand, Frost Moon Fairy threw three small gray flags to Yang Che and told him how to use them.
“Thank you, Fairy.”
Yang Che joyfully put away the three small gray flags, immediately cupped his hands, bowed, and thanked her.
Frost Moon Fairy stopped speaking, collected the Ghoul-faced Fox corpse, and was about to leave, but then suddenly remembered something, stopping her steps, and said, “I remember you were an Immortal Seed sent from a secular School called ‘Wu Gate’ in the Wugan Mountain Range, weren’t you?”
Upon hearing the words ‘Wu Gate’, Yang Che was slightly startled, but immediately nodded.
“What a coincidence, a few days ago when I returned to the Valley, at the foot of Qihuang Mountain near the entrance to the Valley’s illusion formation, I saw a few people claiming to be from Wu Gate who seemed to want to seek help from Wulong Valley. I wonder if they have left now.”
After Frost Moon Fairy finished speaking, she left.
Yang Che also didn’t dare to delay, stepping onto his Sophora Leaf Magical Artifact and rushing back to Sunset Gorge like the wind.
Upon returning to Wangxi Residence, he followed the method taught by Frost Moon Fairy and inserted the three small flags into three peculiar positions outside the nursery.
Then, he infused a small amount of magical power into the small flags, and immediately, a strange gray mist appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping the entire nursery.
Immediately after, as the gray mist slowly dispersed, Yang Che was shocked to find that the nursery had disappeared?
Moreover, not only the scent of the nine-leaf dark yang fruit, but even the scent of all the medicinal herbs in the nursery could not be smelled at all.
Yang Che’s heart sank at first, fearing that the nursery had truly vanished.
It wasn’t until he infused more magical power into the location of one of the small flags that the nursery miraculously reappeared before his eyes.
After experimenting a few times, Yang Che grasped the pattern and a look of relief appeared on his face.
Then Yang Che began to seriously consider the matter of Wu Gate.
He had originally intended to focus solely on Cultivating and not bother with this matter.
However, Wu Gate, this secular School, had a deep connection with him.
Although there was the matter of the bounty order back then, the instigators, Zhao Qu and his Disciple, had already been eliminated by him, so it was no longer a big deal.
Moreover, he had come to Wulong Valley under the identity of an Immortal Seed from Wu Gate, so if Wu Gate was in trouble and came to seek help, they were most likely looking for him.
From the Sect’s scripture pavilion, Yang Che already knew that Immortals value Karma, and Frost Moon Fairy specifically bringing this up, could it be that she was subtly hinting at this matter of Karma?
After much deliberation, Yang Che decided to go and see.
He left Wangxi Residence and headed straight for the foot of Qihuang Mountain, near the Sect’s illusion formation.
Here, there were two on-duty executive Disciples.
One was at the ninth level of the Qi Refinement Stage, and the other at the tenth level of the Qi Refinement Stage, both wearing black Disciple robes.
In Wulong Valley, if one did not have a powerful background, Disciples below the ninth level of the Qi Refinement Stage were generally Utility Disciples.
However, Utility Disciples were not just responsible for miscellaneous tasks; as long as they completed a certain number of miscellaneous tasks and accumulated a certain amount of Sect contribution points, they could also enjoy many of the Sect’s resources.
For example, the convenience provided by the Skill Transmission Pavilion, the Scripture Pavilion, the Hundred Crafts Hall, the Spirit Medicine Garden, the Earth Fire Hall, etc.
And Disciples who reached the ninth level of the Qi Refinement Stage, but were below the twelfth level, and were on duty in the Sect, were executive Disciples.
If they both lacked a powerful background, the status of executive Disciples was naturally far superior to that of Utility Disciples.
For instance, the Skill Transmission Pavilion, the Scripture Pavilion, the Hundred Crafts Hall, the Earth Fire Hall, the Spirit Medicine Garden, the Spirit Beast Pavilion, etc., were mostly managed by executive Disciples.
So, at this moment, when the two on-duty executive Disciples saw Yang Che and realized he was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, they merely glanced at him indifferently.
Yang Che, on the other hand, stepped forward, bowed to the two Senior Brothers, cupped his hands, and asked, “Two Senior Brothers, have any Mortals claiming to be from Wu Gate come by?”
The young man at the ninth level of the Qi Refinement Stage paused slightly, then indifferently said, “Indeed, a few Mortals claiming to be from Wu Gate came looking for someone named Yang, saying he was an Immortal Seed sent in a few years ago.”
“But our Wulong Valley has at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand, Qi Refinement Stage Disciples, so how could we find him? So, we sent them back.”
“I see, thank you, Senior Brother, for informing me.”
Yang Che completed the procedures for leaving the Valley, departed Wulong Valley, and soon arrived above the desert area.
After flying for a short while, Yang Che discovered someone below seemed to be buried by yellow sand, with only half of their body exposed.
Normally, Yang Che would never have stopped to bother with this person, but since he had confirmed that Wu Gate had sent people, he still put away his Sophora Leaf Magical Artifact, landed on the desert, and went to where the person was buried.
With a wave of his hand, the yellow sand flew away, revealing a rather young and handsome face.
This person’s lips were dry and cracked, and there was a lot of sand blocking their mouth and nose.
Yang Che recalled that when he Transmigrated across this desert, he was already an Immortal, and even then, he found the wind and sand here incredibly difficult to bear.
One could imagine how much effort and hardship these people from Wu Gate had to go through to find Wulong Valley.
Yang Che sighed faintly in his heart.
Immortals value Karma, but there is also a clear ‘distinction between Immortals and Mortals.’
Perhaps after resolving the matter of Wu Gate this time, he would completely settle his Karma with the Mortal World.
Taking out clear water from his Storage Pouch, Yang Che quickly revived the young man.
“Brother, you saved me, thank you.”
The young man coughed a few times, very weak, and didn’t even have the strength to stand up.
Yang Che asked, “What is your name, and from what School do you come?”
He did not directly ask if the young man was from Wu Gate, but instead changed his question, showing caution.
A hint of wariness flashed in the young man’s eyes, but he quickly remembered that the person in front of him was his savior, so after a moment of hesitation, he weakly said:
“I am Gong Xiao, from Wu Gate. Brother, you should leave me and go quickly. My Wu Gate has many enemies, and I’m afraid I will implicate you.”
As he spoke, the young man coughed violently again.
Yang Che helped Gong Xiao up, almost dragging him forward.
Soon, more figures appeared.
“They are my fellow Disciples.”
A hint of joy appeared on Gong Xiao’s face, and he was about to shout when a strong wind suddenly rose from the left, and a sandstorm swept through.
Yang Che’s expression changed slightly, and he pulled Gong Xiao, dodging the swirling sandstorm.
But Gong Xiao’s fellow Disciples were not so lucky; they were directly swept up at the waist and disappeared without a trace.
“There’s actually an Immortal.”
Yang Che muttered to himself, and his expression couldn't help but darken.